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He couldn't resist, however, and asked an additional question:

"Was it a one-time thing?"

"No, I had them for five days …" – replied Nastya.

"And all this time …?" – Yasha moved closer to her, goosebumps went all over his body, but it was actually arousal …

"Yes," a lump came up to her throat.

Yasha wanted to ask a lot more questions, but restrained himself.

"We can turn to the police, since there's really no statute of limitations on this," he suggested. Did he want to go to the police with her? Absolutely not! But Nastya didn't realize it.

"Yeah no, I settled down a long time ago. And they helped me with the money," said Nastya. She was not so shaken by the memories now.

"So – paid off?" – Yasha asked. And he mentally checked the box.

"It turns out I did. I really needed the money at that moment," Nastya explained. She wasn't embarrassed or ashamed, she just told it like it is.

"Oh, I understand, you're in such shock, I'm sorry for forcing things, I understand," he stroked her head, kissing her, but then his hand slipped lower. And he started caressing her there again, and then he did enter her.

Back then, Nastya had a flicker of an idea that it didn't shock him, but aroused him.

A glimpse and then it was gone.

Everything was very nice, Yasha was very caring and surrounded Nastya with care and attention. At that time Nastya did not realize that it was not only care and attention, but total control. He called constantly and kept checking where she was and what she was doing.

Nastia never saw it as a big deal and always responded.

At first, she didn't really understand what was going on. After the time she told him everything, they hadn't had anything for about a month. She thought he was shocked by that story and didn't want to continue, and all this courting was just like that, kind of before he left so he wouldn't look bad. So, when he came over to her house once again, but didn't show any sexual advances, she decided to bring it up.

"Yasha, I understand that you were shocked by that story, and I understand you, it's just that if you would like to end our relationship, you just tell me, I won't take offense," she said.

Yasha got excited and started to say quickly – "Nastenka, honey, my girl, you have misunderstood everything, I sympathize with you, but you have misunderstood everything, it's just that I, unfortunately, do not have everything as wonderful as I would like it to be, you know?". He started kissing her, stroking her, and again he was between her legs and brought her to orgasm to confirm that he really wanted to continue the relationship. After another month, he offered to move in with her.

In fact, Yasha was terribly frightened at that moment, because he was in no way, under no circumstances, ready to lose Nastya.

"Well, really, why should you pay rent, I have such a spacious apartment, you'll love it, you don't have to do anything there, I cook myself, and there's a nice woman who does the cleaning, she comes three times a week"

Nastia tensed up a little and said she had to think about it.

She didn't want to lose her apartment, although Yasha's apartment was certainly posh and in the center. In the vast majority of cases, a great many girls would want to move into such an apartment – even if only temporarily.

And Yasha's apartment was gorgeous! It was about 160 meters, spacious, with a huge kitchen-dining room, smoothly transitioning into the living room, as was now customary. There were some interesting ceilings, 3D wallpaper on the walls, the kitchen and living room were decorated in Italian style in light colors, the master bedroom had green colors and the bath was also in green and golden colors, natural floors of dark red eucalyptus, which was very unusual. There were a lot of antiques in the apartment, but without overdoing it. And everything there was very comfortable and convenient – armchairs and sofas soft and comfortable, not just pretty. Poufs, soft rugs. And for whom did Yasha build this nest? He himself did not know, he just wanted, probably, always such a cozy Nastya. He didn't know, he just felt that way. And of course, the huge windows overlooking Peter and the Neva.

But Nastya was afraid. It wasn't even clear what exactly, but she was afraid of being dependent, and she was afraid that at some point reproaches and claims might start – "You live on my territory, so…". And no one knows what might follow. And she didn't want any of that. Not that she was unable to fulfill any household requirements or did not want to cook, for example, she just did not want there to be any requirements, she had lived alone for a long time and was used to managing her time herself, and in principle she was afraid of getting into dependence.

Realizing that she was afraid, Yasha again made an offer, which, so to speak, was hard to refuse – he offered to put an amount on her account that would cover half a year's rent for a decent apartment, so that she wouldn't be dependent and if she didn't like something, she could rent something herself. Plus, he offered to pay a month's rent for now, so she could come back here if anything happened.

The owner of the salon started talking about it (Yasha had obviously asked her to), that Yakov Vikentyevich was a very decent and serious man and she had not noticed that he changed women often and she had not seen him with women in general, and that it could be very good for Nastya and that it was high time for him to have children and Nastya should think about it too. And Irina, the owner, said quite sincerely, she absolutely believed in her words, because she really did not notice anything "so" Yasha, he really behaved always decently and this is actually the first time when he started a relationship with a girl who worked in her salon, although he was a regular customer. Plus, she knew how wealthy and influential he was. She believed quite sincerely that this was a classy match for Nastia. She was absolutely sure that the girl was just "slowing down" because of the stress she had experienced during the fighting and did not fully realize her happiness.

Did Irina think about why Yakov, for all his virtues, was still single? Well, you know, it happens that people like that don't work out. Not everyone is lucky in love.

In fact, the offer was tempting, and even on such terms! And Nastya agreed. And Yasha had done everything to make her agree. He was very attentive, caring in various little things, and very generous. Even if he saw that Nastya looked at something in the store, he immediately bought it. In the end, Nastya asked to give half of the things back, because, in fact, she didn't need that much. And that convinced Yasha even more of the rightness of his choice.

Nastya stayed to live at Yasha's. A month passed, and there was no reason to go anywhere and be dissatisfied with anything. Nastya had NO responsibilities at home. Although she did cook from time to time, of course.

Her only "duty" was … was to wear something sexy at home. Yasha always chose clothes for her at home and asked her to wear them. Sexy for Yasha was the image in soft socks, in a cozy robe open and under it lace panties and lace beacon. But when Nastya went out somewhere, on the contrary, the style was more relaxed, more spacious clothes of soft warm colors. She was moderately restrained in her makeup.